I could not see what she was doing as I was nose deep into Doug's crotch with his cock into my throat, working on making it slippery so that he could ...uck my ass.My wife finished typing and turned to me, and said "Ok honey here is the deal, I just told all the people in the chat room that you are going to take it up the ass several times in front of the camera and that everyone gets to see it happen.And as Doug reached my throat, he worked it in just a bit, and moaned."Oh yeah, I love it, and I. I picked her up in my arms and carried her to the bedroom. Sheila always loved it when I carried her to bed to fuck her. She loved it when I was rough with her but she loved it bests when I took her slowly and tenderly. She loved everything we did in bed whether it was taking her orally, anally, vaginally, or whether I made her suck and fuck me as my beautiful little whore.Tonight, I had decided I would make love to her slowly and tenderly but make her feel and crave my unbridled passion. I. At least room and board here is cheap. Suspiciously cheap, not that we have any other options. Probably kiss our ski trip goodbye. Might as well start unpacking.”Once they had picked their rooms, they met up in the central living area. There was a fireplace, a dusty old couch, and plenty of old books, but no TV. The one phone they found was dead, but Viola was nowhere to be found anymore. With no cell service, the girls had to entertain themselves.“What in the world was up with Viola?” Dawn. “I kept thinking about them when I was buying the cigarettes. Don’t tell anyone. Don’t text. No sleepover.”“That’s right. So you have to go. Because otherwise you’ll get attached, and I’ll get attached, and then it’s just a mess.”He obeyed. While he was pulling his shorts back on, still shell-shocked, he said, “I didn’t hear that sound thing you were talking about.”“It doesn’t always happen.”She lay there doing French inhales. There was a lingering urge to cover herself, but she hated that urge.